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May 2015
Do you remember what you said,
recall your words smacking my head.

The harsh and deeply felt are a purity.
Your love for me was personal security.
Where I ly and laugh and dare to be.
Without the context we would have been
happy.
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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